#pikethoughts

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thinking about dad Marcus Pike at Christmas

after your baby's first christmas you decide that you'll be the one to buy the presents (since Marcus's shifts can be long and after two days in a row spending fifteen minutes rushing around the shops before they close, he was tapped out) and that means that he's the one to wrap them and set them up the night before.

you stay up with him after the kids are in bed as he wraps, but soon you're yawning on the sofa and he sends you upstairs with a kiss to the temple and a promise to be up soon.

turns out every year he's just as surprised at how long it takes to keep the christmas magic going. he goes through two rolls of tape, takes careful bites of both biscuits the girls placed out and a sip of the whiskey, dusts "snow" around the tree and uses a pair of old boots to make the footprints.

by the time he makes it upstairs, Marcus can barely lift the covers to climb under them and wrap his body around yours. you ask about the plaster on his thumb when his hand covers your hip and he mumbles something about "that fucking doll house", your soft laughter the last thing he hears before falling asleep.

he gets a few solid hours in before the bedroom door near swings off its hinges and up on the bed jumps your two girls and the dog, shouting and barking and hands patting both of you awake with shouts of christmas.

"do you think he's been?" "has Santa been?" "dad you need to check!" the girls shout until you're pulling them both between you and marcus, peppering kisses across their cheeks that are rounded with excitement. "yeah dad," you catch his eye over their heads, "you need to check."

the three of you wait at the top of the stairs as he makes a big show of checking if Santa's been, your youngest and most dramatic daughter clutching her pyjamas and begging him to hurry up until he finally calls that they must have been very good this year.

their screams. your laughter. ripped wrapping paper. christmas movies on the TV. endless battery changing. one small fight between the girls. breakfast. dinner. more movies.

soon the girls are asleep on one sofa sharing a blanket, the dog on the floor by their side, and you're curled into his chest as a film plays on the TV.

there was one point in his life when Marcus didn't ever think he would be lucky enough to get this kind of life but here he is, his whole world all within arms reach.

#marcus pike x reader #marcus pike x you #marcus pike x y/n #marcus pike #pikethoughts

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I can't sleeeeeppp!!! Thinking about Marcus Pike's baby not letting him leave to work and crying out for him!!!

okay this took me a while (so sorry i was busy with work before my holiday)

Marcus gets your baby girl up in the mornings, doing breakfast together in the kitchen with her in the baby chair and Marcus still in his pajamas before he spends a bit of time with her playing before he goes back to wake you. It’s a routine that works well for the three of you; Marcus misses her those 5 days of the week that he works and so he takes all the time he can in the mornings and evenings, especially when it makes your days when you’re at home, after having gone part-time at work for a while, a little easier.

However, just because it works most of the time, doesn’t mean all. Some mornings, baby girl decides that she doesn’t want Dad to go to work and apparently this morning is one of those days. She's curled up next to you when Marcus comes out from the shower and her hands are already reaching for him with a pout that Marcus can’t ignore. He gets ready one handed while holding her in one arm before the suit is on, hair as neat as it can go, and you’re reaching for her.

That is when the tantrum starts.

Her little hands cling to his suit and Marcus looks like his heart is breaking as you take her into your arms while she’s still reaching for him.

“She’ll be fine.” You try to soothe Marcus while also rocking her in your arms, her whole body squirming to leave your hold and into her Dad’s.

Some mornings are like this but it’s usually after she hears the front door close, Marcus’s soothing deep voice and warmth leaving with him, but today you think is the first time she’s done it while he is still here. It’s the unpredictability of an almost toddler; some days she happily waves her Dad goodbye and curls into your side and others she sits on the mat by the door until she tires herself out or hears the intro to her favorite show filtering through the hall.

“I don’t want to leave her when she’s crying,” he pouts down at you and you shake your head with a smile.

“Marcus, it’s honestly better if you go now or she’ll start this all back up in another ten minutes.”

You can see the fight inside him now, his eyes moving between you and the briefcase by the door, before you rest your hand on his arm and stand on your toes to kiss the corner of his mouth.

“Really, I love you honey, if she is less moody later we can come for lunch.”

That seems to get Marcus moving, a soft kiss pressed to your temple before he backs out the door with his own pout on his face.

She calms down before he's at work, her hands squishing a banana as she sits in the high chair and laughs at the silly faces you pull and so you snap a couple of photos and send them to Marcus, his response of two red hearts coming back quickly.

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marcus tags

@hb8301 @agingerindenial @adriiibell @darnitdraco @nolanell @buckybarneshairpullingkink @quicksilvermad @kirsteng42 @mandos-riduur-reading @dins-cyare

#marcus pike x reader #marcus pike x you #marcus pike x fem reader #marcus pike x fem!reader #marcus pike x y/n #marcus pike #pikethoughts

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I've been thinking about Marcus Pike who just ends up knowing you better than you know yourself

Like Marcus who can see your energy levels dipping in the middle of the work day and so swoops by with a coffee and snack, placing it on your table with a wink as he walks to his next meeting

Or who can see the tell tale signs of your migraine in the middle of dinner and straight away cancels the night of catching up on the series you've been watching in favour of laying in bed together as he reads to you using the smallest light he can find - after setting up your laptop in the office to work from home tomorrow of course

And how he notices you staring into the window of a bakers for a second too long to have been a passing glance, jumping in and buying whatever you had been looking at

Marcus who is just on high alert to all the small things because he wants to make your day easier or wants to make you smile

#this is completely self indulgent because i'm falling asleep at work and too busy to go get a nice coffee so thinking of marcus #pikethoughts #marcus pike x reader #marcus pike x you #marcus pike x y/n

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maybe when I'm not burnout i'll have the motivation to write something a bit longer about this but... I think Marcus is the type of man who will always kiss you just on the corner of your mouth

like when he's leaning in to kiss you hello or goodbye it's a kiss on the lips and then the corner of your mouth

when he's crawling up your body and pressing kisses everywhere he always places one there before finally capturing your mouth in a kiss

I don't know what it is about that in particular but I just find it so sweet

#marcus pike #pikethoughts #marcus pike x reader #marcus pike x you

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okay but what about our favourite art crimes department head Agent Pike in a Scully and Mulder situation?

like he's on a case where art has been going missing but there are 0 leads - no fingerprints, no break-ins, no sign of life - and so he meets another agent he's never come across before but who he's heard rumours of

the agent who works alone in the basement level who always somehow manages to solve the case but not before it's quickly labelled an x-file and filed away

now Pike only deals in absolutes - in the hard facts in front of him - so what happens when the agent shows up at his desk with dirty sneakers and a falling apart leather satchel, slapping down a file with pages of information saying that she can help

#maybe i'll write this in full length but i had to get this down between birthday celebrations lol #pikethoughts #marcus pike x reader #marcus pike x you

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marcus and his lil bby has me curled in a ball, sobbing on the inside

the thought of Marcus just holding his little baby against his chest, especially those nights when she's a newborn and just won't go down so he's walking back and forth at the bottom of the bed hoping some skin to skin helps

going to go cry

#marcus pike x reader #marcus pike x you #pikethoughts

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okay firstly I LOVED your Ren Faire Marcus fic it was so sweet I've read it twice

but what do you think a Lotr movie marathon with him would be like 🥺

firstly, thanks so much! I really loved writing this one and it's definitely a niche but I just think it worked with Marcus so much!

but, yes, onto a lotr movie marathon with Marcus!

He would go all out - he has a dressing gown that looks like one of the Hobbit's cloaks you got him for Christmas last year and so he wears that the whole time, he has a whole coffee table full of snacks and food that he has somehow managed to turn into a theme (he defended the "Mordor Hot Wings" with a raised eyebrow at you as if it was the most obvious thing in the world), he has the curtains drawn and lights down low so it feels like your own personal cinema

You both sprawl out across the sofa, saying your favourite lines to one another, laughing and crying. Originally you had planned The Fellowship of the Ring and Two Towers as a double feature on Saturday and Return of the King on Sunday but as soon as the second finishes you look across at one another and he's instantly reaching for the remote to start the final one as you laugh.

For this one you lie with your head on his lap, his fingers dancing subconsciously up and down your arms the whole time.

Marcus feels so silly that he ever felt like he couldn't share this nerd-y side of himself with someone else but he knows that was just the power of childhood teasing and bullying telling him so - now he has found you, someone who rivals him for how strong your passion is for this kind of thing, he can't imagine not sharing this part of himself with you.

#marcus pike x reader #i enjoyed writing ren faire marcus so much and there's definitely going to be a part 2 but i had to answer this first #i had my own lotr marathon at the weekend and just kept thinking how perfectly marcus pike it was #marcus pike x you #pikethoughts

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Does anyone want a sneak peek of my Marcus Pike fic coming soon? No? Oh well

“I guess we better be quiet then…”

You raise your eyebrow at him, leaning forward and letting your hands hover over his thighs as you give him a silent out.

It doesn’t look like he’s going to take it; his eyes darkening and you can see his suit trousers becoming tighter even though you force your eyes to stay staring into his. Eventually he raises an eyebrow back, his hips lifting ever so slightly as he leans back into the leather and keeps his chin resting on his hand as he nods once at you.

"Well? Get on your knees then.”

#sorry but i'm so happy i'm getting some motivation back to write #pikethoughts #marcus pike x reader #marcus pike x you #marcus pike x female reader

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HELLOOOOOO I SAW YOUR TAGS AND

Giving Marcus Pike the kind of kiss that he lingers on?? That he can’t stop thinking about?? How he just has to tell you he’s still thinking of it?? I YEARN 😩

Anon... I cannot stop thinking about this now so I ended up having to write a little something with Marcus x gn! reader....

(also i've been in a slump and haven't written or posted anything in weeks so... hopefully this is the start of getting back to it - although it's not much of a fic - but thank you anon! and @softanon who always posts or re blogs the best inspiration)

I just can't stop thinking about being on your fourth date with Marcus, the ever romantic gentleman, but it's also the fourth date of a very gentle, chaste kiss goodbye.

You can already tell he is a good kisser, by what little you've had, by how his soft lips brush against yours and his whole body leans in. It's always enough to leave you wanting more - as much as he will give you - but it's never enough.

At first you thought he was being polite, not really interested in going any further with you, but then he told you of his history and his fear of being "too much". It broke your heart to see the light that was usually so present in his eyes extinguish, a flash of pain crossing his face before he quickly changed the conversation.

It wasn't that he wasn't interested in you - in fact he was the very opposite - but he was too scared to make any mistakes.

At the end of this date you walked up the stairs to your building as usual, Marcus's shoes scuffing against the steps as he followed behind.

"I can get those tickets for the exhibit on Sunday, if you're free?"

"That sounds great!" You stopped at the top of the stairs and waited for him to join you.

"I had a lot of fun," he smiled, his hands going into his pockets as he rocked on his heels.

It hurt your heart to see how this man, who had been so confident and funny and charming on your date, be overcome with doubt and shyness as he leaned in and you stepped forward.

Each brush of his lips against yours was soft, his hand gently cradling your jaw as your hands came to rest on his chest. Your fingers danced up, wrapping around his jacket and pulling him closer against you as you ran your tongue across his bottom lip. You felt him gasp in surprise, his feet stumbling as you leaned against the wall and he crowded you against it.

"Wait, I-" he pulled back.

"Do you not want to kiss me?"

"What?"

He looked unbearably cute as he stared back at you, his lips slightly puffy and confusion written across his face as he tried to catch his breath.

"Do you not want to kiss me?" You repeated slower, your hands still holding his jacket but not as tight now he looked down at you.

"I do, I- I never wanted to make you think I was moving too fast."

You tilted your head to the side, a soft smile on your face as you moved your hands up to cup his cheeks and mirror the way his hands were still on you.

"I want this, Marcus."

His name had barely left your mouth before his head dipped down again, his kiss hungrier and needier than it ever had been, and it was the exact kind of kiss you had imagined sharing with Marcus each time he said goodbye and you ended up back in your apartment alone.

His hands stayed gentle, his thumb stroking along your jaw, but his lips were anything but. He swallowed every gasp and moan you gave him until part of his brain reminded him that you were still on your doorstep and he reluctantly pulled away.

"That was-"

"Wow-"

You spoke over each other, laughter shared when his forehead came to rest against yours.

"Do you maybe want to come back to mine after the exhibit? I've heard I make a mean pasta alla vodka."

You smiled widely up at him, his charm and confidence back as you took your bottom lip between your teeth and nodded.

"I would love that."

"It's a date," he smiled, lifting your hand as he began to walk back to the steps and pressing a kiss to your knuckles.

Instead of going back into your apartment and dreaming of what more of Marcus would feel like you went back in knowing.

And instead of Marcus walking home and doubting himself, and your feelings, he couldn't stop lifting his fingers to his mouth and feeling where yours had been pressed only minutes before. Maybe falling in love didn't have to be so scary after all.

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I thought I would just add those on the Marcus tag list to this one!

@hb8301 @agingerindenial @adriiibell @darnitdraco @nolanell @buckybarneshairpullingkink @quicksilvermad

#marcus pike x reader #marcus pike x you #marcus pike #the mentalist #marcus pike x y/n #pikethoughts

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hi 🥺♥️

for the challenge, may I request “kissing in the rain” with Marcus Pike?

TYSM ILYY

Hello love! This idea with Marcus is so cute I think I could write so much more but here we go...

Marcus had always been looking for those "movie magic" moments when it came to love; those moments that made his lips part as he mouthed along to confessions of love by the man who burst into a church to stop a wedding or the woman who leaned out the window of a train and clung onto her lover's hand as they shared one last kiss.

Rain had not been on the forecast for today, in fact it had meant to be blue skies clear from clouds, but as you both sat down for a picnic that was the moment the heavens decided to open and pour down on top of your blanket and spread.

His hand had reached for yours instinctively, pulling you up along with him as his eyes scanned for the largest tree you could take shelter under while you laughed loudly behind him.

The apology was already on his lips as soon as you were under the protective branches, saying he was sorry that the day was ruined and he promised he had checked the weather, but then your hand rested gently on his chest and your head tilted up to him.

His hair was wet as your fingers slid into the curls and pulled his face down towards yours, the droplets that had ran down the bridge of his nose now pressed against your cheek and your cold lips from the unexpected storm silencing his worries, and that seem feeling of awe and comfort in love that all his favourite films gave him filled his chest as the ran poured down around you.

Send me a character and a sentence/headcannon and I will write five sentences

#marcus pike x you #marcus pike x reader #marcus pike x y/n #marcus pike #the mentalist #pikethoughts

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I think out all of the guys Frankie, Marcus P and Whiskey would appreciate professional boudoir photos the most

Like Frankie definitely keeps a copy of his favourite in his truck visor so he can look at it whenever he wants

Marcus appreciates the effort of how arty the photos are and if he hasn’t before it spurs him on to paint or draw you in similar poses

Whiskey would just throw you over his shoulder and will rail you into next week while telling you how perfect you are

#frankie morales x reader #marcus pike x reader #agent whiskey x reader #frankie morales x you #marcus pike x you #agent whiskey x you #frankie catfish morales x reader #frankie catfish morales x you #frankiethoughts #pikethoughts #whiskeythoughts

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You know how the man who made wordle made it for his wife who likes word puzzles? Why does that feel like the most Marcus Pike thing ever

#i already said this on twitter but i has to share here too #pikethoughts #marcus pike x reader #marcus pike x you #marcus pike #marcus pike x f!reader #marcus pike x y/n

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I KNEW IT 😂😂 My unbridled enthusiasm and love for reading people’s tags gives me away yet again.

I think what can be most upsetting is when you’re told you’re too much for something that isn’t necessarily a bad thing. Having a lot of love to give and wanting to be affectionate isn’t bad, and Marcus really isn’t overbearing. He always gives the option of “If you don’t want to, no hard feelings.” “Is it weird if we go out tonight because we went out last night too?”

He’s invested. What a man.

-softanon

Listen I love the enthusiasm!!

But exactly!

Marcus just put himself out there in a confident way, he said what he was feeling and what he wanted but with 0 pressure, and to come away feeling he needs to change part of him because it seems too much or too fast is so sad

Invested is such a good work and that is exactly what I (and a lot of people I think) want in a partner - someone who is all the way in and committed - who isn't afraid to shy away from these big conversations in a relationship

What a MAN

#pikethoughts #marcus pike x reader

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i've been a huge softy for marcus pike lately and it got me thinking...

here are some songs that remind me of him-

let's fall in love for the night - FINNEAS

temporary love - ben platt

share your address - ben platt (this one reminds me of him the most and causes me so much pain in a good way)

love like this - ben rector

hello anon!

okay okay so I had actually never listened to any of these songs before buuuuut I went to listen and I have thoughts that I've shared under the cut (it does get a little angsty with mentions of divorce but it's me so of course there is a resolution at the end)

let's fall in love for the night

You and Marcus have been friends since high school - two lost souls who find comfort in the fact that, maybe, you aren't as alone in the world as you first thought. A few years and countless college applications later you both end up going to the same college, falling in with different crowds but still being there for each other whenever the other called.

It happens all at once; a fight with your college boyfriend at a party, a break-up in the kitchen in front of everyone, glassy eyes as you find your feet already carrying you to Marcus's room where he opens the door and takes you straight into his arms. You can't remember who kisses first but suddenly you're on his bed and confessions that you kept hidden deep inside come to the surface as you realise that it's Marcus who you've wanted all along.

share your address

You both fall hard and fast, moving in together as you finish your degrees while believing nothing can come and break apart your love. You feel like you're "playing adult", working enough to pay rent and studying at the kitchen table together, but then those responsibilities that come with being an adult fall into your laps.

temporary love

Marcus is soon accepted into the academy and you find a job on the other side of the country, one you have spent four years working towards. Promises of love, of the will to fight for this love, are made as you both run down to the court house to file a marriage to make this more real - to give you an official piece of paper to fight for.

love like this

Years later, after the divorce that was amicable - and heartbreaking, after he tries love again with Theresa and you have your own string of tried and failed relationships, you both find yourselves in DC. It's like a punch to the gut when he sees you in a coffee shop, a pile of books beside you a sign of the successful independent publishing company you have started up that his Mom has told him about countless times, but then you meet his eyes and he swears he forgets how to breath. The waitress is turning from your table and he can just make out your mouth asking for another coffee - his coffee order that you have remembered all these years - and his feet are already carrying him towards you before his mind can stop him. You smile across the table at him - your face carrying more laughter lines than they did in your early twenties but your smile and eyes just as bright - and you reach across and take his hand as you ask him how he's been.

Maybe you were always meant to come back to each other with a love like this.

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because this is short just thought i would tag those on the Pike tag specifically!

@hb8301 @agingerindenial @adriiibell @darnitdraco @nolanell @buckybarneshairpullingkink

#marcus pike x reader #marcus pike x you #marcus pike #pikethoughts

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love is knowing the exact toastiness your partner likes their toast to be and frankie and the marcus boys know exactly that

#frankie likes his crunchy #pike likes his golden #moreno often burns his toast so now he likes it that way #i like mine only just golden and no more #frankiethoughts #pikethoughts #morenothoughts